[INTRO - female voice]
[BPM: 140]
(opera vocals distorted into club synths)
Category is…
Philosophy couture
Face card eternal
And tonight?
I’m serving Kant.
⸻
[VERSE 1]
Latex gloves and a cigarette pose
Reading theory in designer clothes
Front row frozen when I enter the room
Looking like the future spelled doom
Gold platforms on the marble floor
Critique of Pure Slay, I want more
You talk tough but your aura’s cheap
I move like art they’ll never keep
⸻
[PRE-CHORUS]
Flashbulbs turning into stars
Everybody knows who we are
Think too hard, you’ll miss the fun
Baby, I already won
⸻
[CHORUS]
Serving Kant
Serving face
Serving body
Serving grace
Hands up high, let the whole world watch
Tonight we turn the dark into haute couture pop
Serving Kant
Serving fire
Serving looks
Serving desire
Every beat hits like a work of art
Baby, we’re serving Kant
⸻
[POST-CHORUS]
Na-na-na-na
Serve it up
Na-na-na-na
Can’t get enough
⸻
[VERSE 2]
Velvet smoke in the laser haze
Everybody trapped inside my gaze
You can’t copy this energy
I’m a walking cultural reset, baby
Silver tears on a diamond cheek
Too divine to ever play meek
Mirror mirror in the flashing light
Tell me who’s the main event tonight
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[PRE-CHORUS]
We don’t follow, we initiate
Turning pressure into runway rage
No more hiding in the crowd
Tonight we scream it loud
⸻
[CHORUS]
Serving Kant
Serving face
Serving body
Serving grace
Hands up high, let the whole world watch
Tonight we turn the dark into haute couture pop
Serving Kant
Serving fire
Serving looks
Serving desire
Every beat hits like a work of art
Baby, we’re serving Kant
⸻
[BRIDGE – EUROVISION VOCAL MOMENT]
(music cuts back to strings and choir)
From the shadows to the spotlight glow
We become everything they said we couldn’t be
No fear
No shame
Just rhythm running through our veins
(drums rise dramatically)
Tonight the outsiders own the stage!
⸻
[DANCE BREAK]
(massive ballroom-techno drop)
Serve!
Strike a pose!
Serve!
Take control!
(hard kick intensifies)
Left side — vogue
Right side — vogue
Everybody lose control
Na-na-na-na
Kant philosophy
Na-na-na-na
Fashion prophecy
(orchestral synth explosion)
HEY!
HEY!
HEY!
HEY!
Serving Kant!
Serving Kant!
Serving-Kant-Kant-Kant!
(crowd chant section)
Face!
Body!
Grace!
Party!
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[FINAL CHORUS – KEY CHANGE]
Serving Kant
Serving dreams
Serving power
Laser beams
Tonight we turn the pain into art
And make the whole arena beat as one heart
Serving Kant
Serving gold
Serving fearless
Breaking molds
Every soul shining like a supernova spark
Baby, we’re serving Kant
⸻
[OUTRO]
(choir vocals + crowd cheers fading out)
Serve it…
Serve it…
Serving Kant…
Lights down
Crowd screaming
Legend status…
AURVIA
